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✿ … → @dxefillz

it's too late to be at the studios –– kit knows this. he knows he's stayed far longer into the night than he meant to, than he should have. there was just something he couldn't get right about a choreography he was working on, an itch that seemingly couldn't get scratched. sleep threatened to take over, a dull ache pulsing from his toes to the tip of his head. and yet. the clock strikes five minutes past way too fucking late, and he groans, running a hand through his mussed up hair, admitting defeat to the late night hour. with a sigh, he gathers his bag and keys and shuts down the small room he's been locked in most of the day, and heads into the hallway. shockingly, or maybe not, there's still music playing from a few doors down, and he quirks an eyebrow. huh, he muses. it's not unusual for other people to stay late, but his feet pull him towards the sound anyway. in what is definitely unwarranted, kit peeks through the window on the door and recognizes the figure almost immediately. they haven't spoke more than polite greetings yet, but kit knows from word that dae probably wouldn't like him spying on her. still, he can't tear his eyes away, noting visible frustration on the girl's face. he bites his lip, knowing he should just turn around and mind his fucking business, but he's never really been one of much self preservation. against all better judgement, he knocks on the door. once, twice, three times, before opening it just an inch or two. "hi," he clears his throat, uncomfortable. "dae-ssi?" he curses himself in his head. say anything, moron! "um, sorry, i just noticed it looked like you were frustrated. i just finished up some choreo. could i help you?"

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SUNG HANBIN Dazed Korea, 2023

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putting this out there for anyone i haven't plotted with yet, or anyone who might just want a starter! if you give this a like, i'll shoot you a dm. ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

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now that tour is over, what are your plans for the future?

"just keep practicing and growing in my dance. grow closer with the other dancers on the team. take as many opportunities as i can. try not to wear myself to the bone."

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which is more likely to be your response in an intense situation: fight, flight, freeze, or fawn?

"depends, i think. but my survival instincts are stronger than most of my other instincts, so i think if i'm truthful –– fight. with a little fawn mixed in. if it can be resolved peacefully, there's no reason to go into fight. right...?"

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Is there any idol you’d want to work with, that you haven’t already, in the future?

"any of them! all of them!" a laugh. "really. i'm grateful for all of the opportunities i'm given."

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What group or idol is your favorite to perform with?

"i'm honestly not sure i have a favorite, specifically? i'm still dipping my toes in. i kind of do what cassi does. but i do generally prefer to perform with girl groups."

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putting this out there for anyone i haven't plotted with yet, or anyone who might just want a starter! if you give this a like, i'll shoot you a dm. ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

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the thing was, jiseok, under it all, was tired. and he was a little lonely, even after being surrounded by colleagues and friends all day, but he digressed. so, under the strobe lights, it was nice to see a, not-so-familiar, familiar face, one that had no preconcieved notion of who he was or who he was supposed to be. or, maybe he did. kit wasn't sure. he didn't know. despite his work with idols, he never really knew his place. were they friends? were they coworkers? some weird, uncomfortable limbo between the two? but june. june, he knew of, he had danced for phoenix a handful of times, but he and june had never branched out more than polite greetings, a wave in the hallway of the company. so, to him, in that moment, june was a safe face to spot, someone friendly, who he liked just fine, who gratefully expected nothing out of this conversation.

the music in the room thrummed on, bass reverberating against his feet, up his body, and this is what kit lived for. it made him comfortable in his skin, confident to strike up conversation with someone who was a near stranger, albeit a friendly one. "yes!" he smiled around the syllable, plopping himself down on a barstool, waving over the bartender. "jiseok, kit, whatever you fancy," he turns to order another vodka soda –– his last one, he tells himself. really! –– before turning back to june, a friendly smile on his lips. "i haven't seen you out here before," and it's true. kit frequents the bars, regretfully or not, and june's face is not a familiar one to him. alcohol and something like excitement flows through him. "what brings you out tonight?"

It was a rare sight to see; Junseo standing off near the corner of a bar he didn't frequent, surrounded by his friends in various stages of intoxication. He was sure he looked like an idiot, lazy eyes wandering through the crowd as he took tiny sips of the beer someone had placed in his palm. At first, he only pretended to drink it, but then for whatever reason his friends decided it would be best if June took just one shot. And then two. And then down half the can. If it was any other day, June would have been well happily buzzed and on his way home by now, but because his friends knew he had a lax day, he couldn't really pull the tired card. June heard the voice before he could see who it belonged to, jumping slightly at the tap on his shoulder that accompanied it. He was so stuck in the little world his friends created around him that he almost forgot other people existed in the space. He spun around, eyes widening to access the person claiming to know him. The lights flashed overhead, flooding the other boy's face enough for June to fully recognize him. "yes, that's me!" he shouted back, clearing his throat to gather himself again. "you're uh, kit, right?" he finished his sentence with a soft hiccup, bringing a fist to his mouth to suppress another one. A relaxed smile made its way to his lips as he tried, desperately, to give off the idea that he was most certainly not tipsy.

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@httpseolhyun . . .

a laugh escaped seolhyun's tinted pink lips. "personally i don't know anyone who wouldn't go home with an olive garden server. that's so many free bread sticks! promise anyone bread sticks and you'll get into their pants and heart." she took a larger swig than before, shivering all the same. "and you're right. the seoktail is just a really big shot. it definitely does what it's supposed to." she had already began to feel a buzz thanks to jiseok and his heavy pouring hand. "in all seriousness, i think you look good. like james bond if he was fruity."

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jiseok clicked his tongue, nodding, a playful smile teasing at the corner of his lips. "you're right. i'll just play up the charm tonight, then," his eyes crinkled up at the corners when he playfully bumped seolhyun's hip with his own. he snorted a laugh at the compliment of sorts, and shook his head, momentarily pretending to be bashful. "thanks. you can call me gaymes bond. sounds kind of like a stripper name, doesn't it? maybe that's my true calling," he tipped his head back in a laugh, fishing around in his pockets for his phone. "should we walk?" he looked at the distance on a map and winced. thirty minute walk if they were quick. "it's kind of far. plus, i think it's supposed to rain. uber?"

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✿ . . . → @juune-bug

it had been a busy day, to say the least. kit had been called into work early to substitute teach a introductory tutting class before his usual, more advanced classes began. he arrived at the studio by nine in the morning, and his last class for the evening didn’t end until eight thirty. all that to say, kit had a very long, tiresome day. he and a few colleagues met up at the bar after they freshened up, and by now, it was nearing the later hours of the night, and the once tired, now feeling-brand-new-man was on his second vodka soda when he spotted a familiar face. he couldn’t quite pin it on its nose, why the face was familiar, so he stood making eyes with the forehead of the other boy across the bar. figuring he could figure it out if they were face-to-face, with his drink in hand, kit slithered through the crowd, his black t-shirt being pulled every which way as he walked. finally, he thought, as he approached –– not quite touching him, but only inches separating them so he could reach out and tap the boy on his shoulder. “hi!” kit said over the music, moving to stand in front of him. once he finally had a better view, the alcohol that clouded his vision made way for recognition. “june,” he said mostly to himself, but definitely just loud enough for the other to hear. “it’s june, right?”

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@httpseolhyun . . .

"you kind of look like you'd be a waiter at an italian restaurant." seolhyun said, eyeing jiseok and his outfit. "that's not a bad thing, italian food is great. so i guess it might be bad if you don't like italian food." she brought the glass to her lips and took a sip, the stronger-than-usual burning sensation filling her mouth and throat as she drank. she shuddered and laughed. "that's like.... 95% alcohol. and honestly, i'm not too mad about it." she took another sip, having the same reaction as before. "i'm calling this a seoktail."

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jiseok gaped at her response. his bottom lip poked out in a barely-there pout, and he crossed his arms over his chest. "i do not. are you serious? like, i look like i'm going to go clock in at the olive garden?" he'd never actually been to an olive garden, but he'd seen them on the internet before, and he wasn't sure that was the vibe he was trying to emulate tonight, either. he shrugs, speaking decisively the next time he opens his mouth, "i'm keeping it on. i'll just greet people like, 'hi, welcome to olive garden. i'm your server jiseok, can i get you a drink?' you think that'll get me someone to go home with?" and tosses his head back, making quick work of finishing his drink. "the seoktail," he repeats with a laugh, "is really not so bad if you take it like a shot."

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✿ . . . → @httpseolhyun

"okay, be honest with me," jiseok stood at the mirror sporting a frown, carefully inspecting the pair of black fitted slacks he was wearing. he'd paired them with a plain white t-shirt, the sleeves rolled haphazardly. a pair of black converse waited for him by the door. "this doesn't look too business casual, right?" he turned his head to look for seoulhyun's guidance, grabbing his drink off the tv stand. "because i'm really not trying to go business casual," he punctuates his sentence by taking a (admittedly too big) swig of the mixed drink he'd prepared for both of them, face scrunching up in distaste at the sting. "woah, that's strong, huh? sorry."

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SUNG HANBIN ✧ DEBUT CONGRATULATORY FILM

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hi y’all! you can call me mk. (she/they & cst). i haven’t tumblr rp’ed since probably 2017, so please do forgive me as i feel things out around the dash, my blog, and with kit. shoot me a dm if you'd like to plot as kit is totally open (i also have discord if you'd like that, just ask for my info!) and with all of that out of the way... meet my tender-hearted, hard-headed little guy.

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welcome to infinite entertainment! it's YOON JISEOK ( KIT ), who is a BACKUP DANCER. i’ve heard whispers that the 22 year old is pretty DETERMINED but lowkey HIGH-STRUNG. also, doesn’t he remind you of SUNG HANBIN?

kit is an older muse of mine but as it's been years i'm just going to be feeling him out through character development as time goes on. sorry for the one million words... feel free to skip to the TLDR / tidbits section. the important stuff is there!

EARLY LIFE -- TEEN YEARS ;

jiseok was an only child for the first handful of years of his life. in those first few years, his parents bounced around jobs, and they lived in a run down, one-room apartment while they attempted desperately to get settled. his mom’s life long dream was to be a novel writer, but ended up teaching high school literature. his dad was, and always had been, a teacher himself. 

when jiseok’s mom got pregnant with him, she went on maternity leave and struggled with postpartum depression that made it difficult to go back to work. his dad tried to make it work with just a single income, but ultimately it wasn’t enough. she bounced around from job to job, often cleaning up homes and business and taking on other odd jobs as she couldn’t handle the stress of teaching again. 

as jiseok grew from being a toddler to being a school-aged child, they finally settled down in seoul after what felt like a miracle situation — his mom got on the proper medication and was able to work a stable teaching job again. unexpectedly, his mom announced that he would be having two siblings come the spring, twins, she had told him excitedly. 

with jiseok entering grade school, and the twins being watched by his aunt during the day, she could afford to work longer days. when both parents began teaching again, they enrolled jiseok in a taekwondo class after school. he was good at it. he enjoyed the outlet from the noisiness that was a household that has two new twin babies living in it. he liked being at a place with faces he didn’t recognize from school. he was quite clumsy and rowdy in daily life growing up, spending many saturday evenings in the emergency room racking up bills for stitches and a cast on his arm after a nasty fall off of a slide. so he liked when he’d go to taekwondo and felt like he had control over his body and the way it moved, and what he could do with it. 

he was elegant, and quick in his movements, earning himself the nickname " kitty " from one of the instructional assistants at his taekwondo club.

now, he liked taekwondo just fine, but he found another love late into his elementary years. as his mom and dad would often work late nights at the school, his aunt jihyun would often pick him up after his post-school taekwondo lesson. she owned a dance studio just down the street and jiseok, kit, would go there to do homework so he didn’t have to spend all night alone. 

the nights he didn’t have much academia work, he would just watch the dancers. eventually, jihyun noticed the careful way he would watch them, and invited him to participate. one half of a dance class was all it took for kit to know that this is where is belonged. 

COLLEGE -- CURRENT ;

jiseok stayed in public school as he entered his high school years, which was frustrating as all of his dance team members began to join fine arts schools. it wasn’t in the cards for him, and he was okay with that. with him entering high school and the twins entering junior high, he knew there was no way his parents could afford private or specialized schools for one of them, let alone three of them. 

he focused on his studies intensely, knowing he had to score well on exit exams and classes if he wanted to be able to pursue a higher education, already stuck with a disadvantage just for attending public high school. he was dedicated and a perfectionist in all aspects of his life. his grades remained impeccable and he attended his dance classes every day after school. he lost sleep most nights in order to get both dance and school complete in a day. 

dancing competitively came shortly after high school began, finally old enough to travel on weekends with his team and compete. the fees were expensive and jiseok was able to fund them with scholarships and odd jobs he picked up here and there. the amount of work that went into it and the nights of sleep he lost didn’t matter to him. he loved dancing. he loved performing. 

it was on those long weekends away from home, tucked away in his own little world that he was a little different from other teammates (or so he thought, but much later in life would learn there were plenty of other people just like him). he had crushes growing up, but the first time he remembers feeling like he was in love –– as in love as he could be at sixteen –– was with a boy he met at a dance competition, who he blossomed a quiet, mostly secret relationship with.

he got outed for having a boyfriend relatively quickly after they began dating, and much to his luck, his parents, the twins, and all of his closest friends were more than supporitve. it didn't take away the sting when he'd get looks from other dancers at competitions, or teachers at school, or the elder's he'd pass on the streets, bravely walking hand in hand with his boyfriend.

now, as he’s studying dance in college and continuing to dance professionally, he still battles whether or not he will ever step foot into the idol-side of things. he likes his anonymity, mostly, and being able to return to normal life after doing backup-dance work for an awards show, or a concert, or an event. 

he’s pretty heavily involved in the queer space at his university and in the performance sphere, and knows that being an idol would mean giving that up, and he’s not sure he’s ready to do that now, or ever. 

LITTLE TIDBITS & TLDR ;

kit started dancing around age 11, the years before that spend in the taekwondo studio where he learned of his own grace and control despite being mostly clumsy and graceless in daily life.

he has two younger twin siblings that he loves like, seriously more than life. hyunsoo & seohyun are 5 years younger than him and have eagerly followed his footsteps in dancing. he's very protective of them.

his primary love is dancing, but has found a real passion for choreographing and teaching. in a dream world, one where he isn't a back-up dancer for idols, he would be a choreographer for some of the biggest names in the industry.

his favorite kind of dancing is contemporary, though it's easily his least practiced –– he just enjoys the vulnerability contemporary choreographies encapsulate.

he's quite the party guy, but mostly casually. it's fun for him on the weekends, especially to be involved in itaewon/the gay scene. he's very proud of himself and outspoken about his sexuality.

capricorn sun, virgo moon, pisces rising. so sorry. god bless. he is equal parts controlling (re: himself, his situations, etc., not so much other people though like with anyone it definitely translates. especially when he's stressed.) and sensitive. sweet little cry baby. for any and all reasons.

he has 4 tattoos! and a handful of piercings. he got his nipples pierced as a dare (but it wasn't very hard to convince him because he had kind of always wanted them done anyway).

he prides himself on having never turned down a dare.

his first year of college, he challenged himself to go on twenty-five first dates, and if nothing else make friends out of it. he got close –– twenty one. one of those dates is one of his best friends now.

bisexual and very open about it

Chronically Tired (he is busy all of the time. perfectionist to his core)

softy softy softy. very affectionate.

like, insanely trustworthy. probably Knows Some Shit

he does smoke cigarettes, pretty regularly. he's super high strung, and this is about the one area of his life where he allows himself this thing that is so clearly bad for him. nictone addiction started pretty young. dance kids.

once he sets his mind on something, he is in it to win it!!! competitive, passionate, determined, whatever you want to call it. all the way down to mario kart.

CONNECTIONS / PLOTS ;

best friend / his person –– i imagine kit would have like a long term best friend, at least since high school. they didn't have to go to school together, since kit went to public school, but maybe they were in the same dance team outside of school? maybe they worked together at an odd job? maybe they were neighbors?

roommate –– although he probably could afford to live on his own with the money gathered from gigs & his job at the studio, it would be much more comfortable to have a roommate !! // song jooha.

"first date number seventeen" –– on his challenge of going on twenty five first dates, he met someone who, in unlikely circumstances, became a close friend. this could have also been a friends with benefits situation, or maybe a slow-burn, or maybe just a friend in unlikely places situation. whatever!!

party / smoking buddies –– again, could be a friends with benefits situation, could be a wingman situation, could just be a we like to drink and bask in each other's presences... maybe they both like to go to the gay bars together. if they're an idol and jiseok somehow knows them, he's confidant number one and will keep your secrets.

dance parter –– dance is where he is the most vulnerable, true form of himself. maybe they dance together at college now, or maybe they've danced together for years, or maybe they do industry work together often.

ex best friend / ex lovers / enemies / enemies to friends / friends to enemies / etc etc etc . . .

very vague plots also listed here... but i am totally open minded, so we can just talk things through or let them happen organically. i love to headcanon though so don't be afraid to shoot me a dm. :)

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